Wasup. We back.
Guest (The Nice One): Quite the praise my dear sir/madam, thank you sincerely for it.
Guest (The Other One): If you have such a gripe with what I'm writing or this 'drivel' as you put it, why are you still reading and responding to me? If it's some guilty pleasure I can understand but you seem to want some kind of conflict. If you have such a trouble with my story, I'm not sticking you to a chair and forcing you to read it. If anything I get the satisfaction that you are a few minutes closer to death because you not only found the story again, more than likely read it and then took the time to comment on it, you did that again. So that likes a solid 10 minutes of your life you lost to me. GG.
darelle1000: Are those skills from various games? If so they aren't in any on my library.
LordGhostStriker: Pretty much dude.
guisniperman: I'm still deciding on it really. I'm just winging this shit at the moment, that's why I said not to take it all too seriously really. This is just a brain-child I've got at the moment. The reception I've got is pretty fucking great though I will admit.
majin20: Good idea there...*rubs chin*
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So once again, little forewarning. Shit is about to get real. Like rage/hate-porn real.
See you at the end.
Start.
"How could you embarrass me like that?!" Exclaimed Rias, finding the Uzumaki sitting next to a fountain in the garden, he looked up at her-as he was sitting-confused. "Do you have any idea what kind of image that has just put on my family! To be found undesirable as a partner by a servant! It means I'm too weak to even control you in their eyes, that my family is only going to get weaker from here on!"
"Yeah well, you fuckin' killed me. So eat a dick." He replied with a shrug, Rias looked at him horrified, "What? You did. You seriously don't think I forgot about it did you? It's kind of hard to when every day I wake up and realize that my magic is mutated, that I won't age or die naturally. Those last wo I don't mind, the point is you did this all against my will and fucking killed me! Your family is the only reason I don't get even." He snarled at her, standing up and his now red eyes borrowing into her soul.
"B-but we...!"
"We had sex, Rias. The most basic of all events in life, if I knew that all this extra bullshit you've been trying to pile on me came with getting into your pants I never would have bothered. That and you don't fuckin' control me, girlie." He rebuked with a scoff.
"You always have been so heartless when it came to dealing with girls." Said a familiar voice to the pair, Menma looked over Rias' shoulder to see Sona, along with some girl that had far too large a bust for the Magical Girl outfit she was sporting.
"Oh. Sona, Leviathan-sama. What do you need, I was speaking with my Rook." She said icily, clearly she wanted to get this all sorted out sooner rather than later, and was willing to bite down her oldest friends attempts to stop her.
"I've come to collect Uzumaki-san. My mother and father, along with yours and the Phenex heads wish to speak with him. As for Onee-sama...I don't know why she's here."
"Oh So-tan, you know why~." Chimed the girl, who apparently was Sona's older sister, Menma would never have picked her to be the older of the two...Then again those tits looked like she was smuggling babies in her bra.
"Cool. Whatever let's go I want this dealt with now." Said Menma, sticking his hand into his pocket and idly cradling his burnt forearm close to his chest. The angry red flesh not healing with his magic for some reason, so he'd have to wait for it to do so naturally.
"Oh! Your arm is all hurt! So-tan, can't you use your water to soothe Uzu-tan?" She asked, pouting at the younger girl who was a little thrown by the request, Sona almost glared at her accursed sister, why did she tell her of all people about the two of them.
"It's alright, I understand if Sona-san is hesitant to display her powers in front of a...Variable. It'll heal in time, so don't worry about it." Said the Uzumaki, as he didn't want to drag Sona down to his current level. No doubt these twats acted like the old rich pompous assholes his Grandpa used to make him spend time around, Darkness he hated them.
Gremory Lounge Room
Menma was guided to sit on one of the many couches in the room, within held Lord and Lady Gremory, Lord and Lady Sitri, and finaly, Lord and Lady Phenex. The last two looking more than a little nervous at the sight of him, mostly because their son was still in a heavily critical condition.
Lord Gremory was a middle-aged looking man with long bloody red hair like his children, bright blue eyes that held more charm and kindness than Menma was equip to deal with, and had a short red goatee-like -like beard.
His wife Venelana, looked a great deal like Rias, though with hair that fell down to her chest and this hair being a lighter brown instead of the bright red, the Gremory were known for. Instead of the sweet woman he saw when he arrived he saw a very serious and deadly looking mother. Lovely.
Lord Sitri was a rather gentlemanly looking chap with a refined edge to him, He had short black hair and frigid violet eyes, much like his daughter. His skin was fair with the only thing standing out on it being the short well kept beard that ran along his face.
Lady Sitri seemed to be akin to Serafall. She was quite buxom and had soft, delicate features. With bright purple eyes and long flowing black hair. Both Lord and Lady were dressed to the nine with rather smashing looking attire.
Finally the Lord and Lady Phenex. Lord Phenex seemed to be that 'Rugged Dad' kind of guy, he had a pretty average length beard with a admittedly handsome face, Menma wasn't the kind to knock a fellow dude for being a good lookin' guy. He had dark blue eyes and blond hair parted so it framed his face well.
Lady Phenex looked almost exactly like her daughter oddly enough, but older maybe around her twenties? At least in appearance. Well her hair was different done up in this weirdly ornate manner with a bunch of random shit thrown in there. She was the one who actually looked nervous at the sight of him.
"Ah, Menma-kun. Thank you for joining us." Spoke Lord Gremory with a smile. Menma merely nodded towards the man, "Now, overlooking what happened in the arena for the moment, why exactly is it you wish to break the contract." Asked the man, Menma sighed silently.
"Because I'm 17 and had my whole life ahead of myself to find someone to spend it with." Replied Menma easily. "And yes I say 'Had' because even if something like getting shot with a fireball hadn't almost directly gotten me killed, Rias." He said the name pointedly twisting his neck to look at her accusingly, "I still wouldn't have bothered with anything like marriage, because humans, mostly males, get skullfucked by the system. But that's a whole other conversation." He explained, leaning back, crossing his legs so he had his left ankle sitting on his right knee.
"I'm sorry what? Rias-chan threw a fireball at you?" Asked Lady Sitri, puzzled.
"I was fighting a Fallen Angel who thought my magic made me a devil, or something of the like I was pretty distracted with the fact there was some flying...Woman, trying to kill me with light spears. Though they were obnoxiously pink." He reigned in his various swears words that came to mind at the thought of that rancid cunt, giving what little respect he could muster towards the people in the room.
"My word. Fightning a Fallen? All on your own? How long have you been a practitioner of your magic, young man?" Asked Lord Gremory. "And Rias, why did you attack the boy?" The Lord turned his attention to his daughter who grew pink at all the eyes in the room falling on him. "Your mother and I raised you better than that." The disappointment in his voice must have gotten to her for some reason.
"I didn't do it on purpose! I...Sneezed as I was firing my blast and my aim went off...I was trying to make an entrance."
"About three years. But you..." He abruptly stood and pointed at the girl, "What the fuck did you just say! You killed me because you fucking sneezed!? It wasn't out of random spite, or greed for power. You did it because you can't fucking control yourself! Are you shitting me! You've changed my entire life, bound me like a slave and essentially dragged me into a big ol' fuck up of politics all because of a fucking SNEEZE!" The sheer outpour of rage that left the teens body was so profound his magic lashed out around him, creating great craters in the wall around the room, shattering the couch he sat on previously and tearing up the carpet.
"I'll fucking kill you!" He bellowed his hands lightning up with a vicious purple mist and honing his fingers into deadly honed blades, though instead of being able to rend flesh he was locked into a full nelson by the imposing figure of a serious Sirzechs Lucifer.
"I'll tear you apart you fucking btich, I'll destroy everything you love, who the fuck do you think you are to take my life from me! I'm Menma fucking Uzumaki! I have a right to live as I damn well please!" He thrashed and thrashed like a wild released beast.
The wide eyes of the various clan heads and the relative silence from the two Satans would have been chilling had it not been for this tirade, Lord Gremory looked at the boy and saw the sheer hatred on his face, and then at his daughter and saw the heartbreak she currently was experiencing. He was torn between righting a wrong committed on another by his own blood, or protecting his daughter.
"I think I've seen enough, Menma-kun. We'll end the contract, obviously it will be...Wrong. To keep your two together. I'll see it is all sorted just...Calm yourself, boy." Said the man, obviously a little thrown off by how he reacted, the boy suddenly buckled inwardly, as he couldn't clutch at his chest with his arms, he lifted his legs to do the same.
"Motherfuck why does this hurt so much." He bit out between grit teeth, Sirzechs let him go to see what was wrong, the boy quickly dropping like a sack of potatoes and grasping at his chest, as though it would somehow stop the pain. "Ignore it. Ignore it. Ignore it. Bigger problems." He repeated rapidly and almost silently, standing up he coughed to clear his clenched throat, "I'm going to leave now. You can sort the rest of this shit on your own." He slowly dragged himself towards the door.
"I don't think so, young man. You've caused quite a great deal of chaos. The mere act of your attack against us all is punishable with severe consequence." Spoke Lady Gremory, icily. Menma turned to face her over his shoulder and glared unholy hell into her eyes. She didn't flinch or bat an eye at the dark look.
"So fucking off me. See what I care, lady." He challenged, "I'm not your fucking plaything, I'm not your daughters. I'm a person, and the sheer fact that you're trying to force me into some fucked up slavery is just cause enough for my anger. I didn't attack you, you happened to me in the same room as me." He snarled lowly.
"Technically that outburst could be construed as an attack, Menma-san." Spoke Lord Phenex, chiming in for the first time.
"Typically such an act is met with execution." Informed Lord Sitri, missing the look of shock on his youngest face.
"As I said. Fucking do me in then. Don't dance around the issue with your fucking political spiel. I like to think we're all above it." Growled the teen.
"That and the overly severe damage dealt to your opponent during your duel. You're slowly stacking up quite the list of crimes, Menma-san." Informed the Lady of the Gremory Clan, if Menma could grit his teeth any harder, they would shatter. Between the spiking pain in his chest and this smug cunt he was about ready to just explode.
"What do you want from me woman? You've already taken my life and placed into the hands of someone who is clearly in no fit position for such power by spawning her, now what? WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!?" He roared, once more snapping.
"I want you to get on your knees and beg for forgiveness. Then we will let you go." Said the woman offhandedly, "But such pleasures are for other occasions, no what you must do to reimburse us for the damage you've caused is quite simple really." She paused for a moment as though savoring his rage.
"Dear, that is quite enough of your games." Said Lord Gremory seriously. "I've already decided the contract will be cut, why it was shifted to him in the first place was a mere technicality. No child was conceived of it, thus there be no long-lasting punishment. The damages done were well within his rights, a few couches and some dented walls are meaningless if it means we can all leave here peacefully."
"Well said." Chimed Lady Sitri with a smile.
"Oh~ Uzu-tan is so serious, So-tan. Isn't he scary." Said the Leviathan dramatically hiding behind her sister, before it seemed to occur to her what she was doing and quickly hugged the girl aggressively and shielded her from the teen. "I'll protect you, So-tan!"
"Cut it out." Snapped Menma, "This is no time for jokes." His dark glare locked with her violet one and she merely winked at him, his glare lost its rancor instead becoming coloured with confusion.
"I want him, Rias-chan I'll swap you a rook piece for him!" She let go of Sona and seemed to appear across the room and captured Rias's hands in her own. "Oh pretty please, you can have one of my pieces and I'll take the big scary boy off your hands!" Pleaded Serafall. Menma's eyes widened before he could reply however his chest retched with pain once more, making him shudder.
"What is wrong with you, son?" Asked Lord Phenex, adressing him like a father would a child.
"Don't call me that." Spat Menma, even if the man used it as a general term, it brought up far to many old wounds he left behind him many years ago. "If I knew I'd have fixed it by now." He answered anyway.
"Hmm..." Lord Phenex, hummed in thought. "What kind of pain is it?"
"The kind that hurts." Answered the Uzumaki shortly. The man merely gave him a blank stare, "Stabbing...It's a stabbing pain." He answered awkwardly.
"Hm..." The man always fucking hummed, Menma wanted to stab him in the throat to make him stop with the fucking humming. So instead he pinched his nose close, Lord Phenex looked at the boy in shock.
"Stop humming." Ordered the teen, straight faced. The man almost broke into laughter at the audacity but decided against it as the boy had small droplet of sweat run down his cheek.
"Very well." Answered the Phenex, the boy released his nose and went back to trying to blend into the wall. "From the sounds of all this conflict the Evil Piece inside of you is being rejected. If it keeps up the Piece will be destroyed and you'll end up a stray, this can happen if the King relinquishes control over the Piece or if the Master and Servant have such a great clash of emotions that the bond is severed, thus killing the piece anyway."
"But it's the reason I'm alive...If it's taken out won't I die?" Queried the boy, only getting the shake of the Lord's head and a reassuring smile, well it may have been intended to reassure. But he felt pretty fucking on edge at the moment.
"Did you hear that, Menma-chan!" Came the explosive voice into his ears, Menma was almost blacking out he was in so much pain, he really didn't hear much. "Rias-chan is gonna let me have you, then we can be best friends and turn that frown upside down, and you can even be in my show!" She gabbed his face and gasped at the idea. "It'll be awesome! You don't look good, Menma-chan..." She observed seeing his rapidly paling face. His drooping eyes and his shaking hands.
"Rias, take the piece back." Ordered Lord Gremory, seeing the boy deteriorate before his eyes.
The girl crossed the room, moved Menma's hands away from his chest with little to no resistance and muttered a small phrase before plunging her hand into his chest, it rippled like water as she took the rook piece back. It was slightly cracked and had blue smoke rising off it. From the look of it, it tried to integrate with him and ended up getting attacked by his body as a virus would. Though it seemed the piece tried to absorb some of his power.
Menma's limp body hit the ground face first as Serafall crouched over him and placed her pale blue piece on his chest, it sunk in as she chanted out a quick phrase, his body was coated in a frosty aura for a moment before it seemingly vanished and he remained asleep.
Inner World
"Just fucking die!" Roared the Uzumaki as he began ripping apart an army of vaguely humanoid shadows, these were mere dummies for him to vent his anger against, like portable punching bags.
"The endless shit you are getting yourself in to is actually worrying me, Menma." Said the voice of his Grandfather. "I don't what happened but you seem to have been cut out of the life cycle again for a moment. This isn't DBZ, you aren't a Sayain. Stop getting killed." Ordered the old man.
Menma at this time merely swung his arm towards the right, a wave of force knocking hundreds of shadows into the air, only to be killed by his other hand from multiple needle thin lasers. "This shit isn't my doing. These fucking Devil's just keep using me for their own amusement!" Bellowed the teen, crushing the skull of a shadow with his bare hands.
"Listen here kid. Getting this worked up is unhealthy, you just need to learn to roll with the punches. What was that little pearl of wisdom you gave the nun? We are defined by the challenges in our life or some shit like that? It's pretty applicable here. If you just keep getting angry about everything you have no control over you'll have a fucking heart attack."
"So what?! I just roll over like a good little bitch and let them keep fucking me!?" He screamed at the 'sky'.
"This wont bring them back to you kid. They aren't coming back." Said his Grandfather suddenly.
"Leave." Said Menma, his whole body language shut down and his ice was like a frozen tundra.
"That isn't going to either."
"If I see them again. I'll kill them with my own two hands. I will rend their flesh and flay their minds until they beg for death. That's the only reason I would see them again. So just shut your fucking mouth and get out of my head you useless sack of flesh." Snarled the boy as he shut his mind down and fell deeper into his subconscious.
Hours Later
Menma's eyes lazily opened to the scent of lavender and rain, he sighed contently. He fucking loved rain-smell, and lavender belonged to a certain somebody he was more than happy to snuggle with, like a dirty dirty loser.
No fucks given.
He pulled the entity that held this smell closer though instead of that familiar smaller frame that seemed to mesh perfectly with his own, it was a...Squishier (?) body with two extra squishy bits mashing into his chest.
"Wait a second..." He opened his eyes and instead of the face of his darling he was greeted by the face of Serafall, Menma's eyes widened, reality quickly crashing back onto him like a pile of bricks, looking around he could honestly say he had no fucking idea where he was.
"Ngh...Go back to sleep, Ma-chan...I'm sweepy and you're so comfy..." Whined the childish girl, though once again he was reminded of the fact that she was far from physically childish given the fact that those rather large orbs mashed against him once more.
"How in the fuck..?" He whispered, thoroughly confused.
"Just be quiet. It's bad enough she dragged me in here. I had no idea I'd have to share you with my sister..." Mumbled a voice from behind him, as a pair of arms wrapped around his waist. That voice he knew.
"Sona, how in the fuck did this happen!?" He managed out without flat out demanding the world explain its fucking self.
"Onee-sama is very...Particular about things that catch her eye. Congratulations. You're about to be in the same boat I have for my whole life."
"Meaning?"
"She's going to fawn over you and embarrass you at the worst possible times." Informed the more petite sister.
"That's all well and good but doesn't explain why the three of us are in the same bed together."
"When you blacked out she immediately claimed you, then decided she was tired and grabbed us both before bringing us to her home. As to why she wished to sleep with you. I have no idea. But she does know about us. So that's one thing you don't have to worry about around her."
"She what?" He asked, ice running down his back.
"Onee-sama knows about our relationship. So I assume has decided to claim you as her own to either, share another thing I have, or to not-so-subtly make us spend more time together. Since it will give her even more of a reason to visit at random times."
"Great. Just great." He sighed, but grimaced as Serafall began making kissy faces at him in her sleep. It was at this point he found out just how damned strong she was.
He wasn't sure how to deal with this shit.
End.
Shorter, sorry. I'm really tired. See you all next chapter.
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Raxychaz!